(Photo courtesy of one of my best friends, Trena. This photo was taken in 1990, our senior year of high school.) Yes, I was a smoker. Key word? Was. Before I even get started, I will say right off the bat that I know there is nothing I can say or do to change you, your mind, how you feel and what you do. YOU … Continue reading Celebrating 10 years!
April 12. Fred Kurz 10-mile race in the Twin Cities. Worst. Time. Breathing. EVER! Around mile six, maybe even seven or eight, I started having a harder-than-usual time breathing. By mile nine, I was breathing pretty hard. Not gasping, mind you. But definitely different than my normal heavy-almost-panting-while-running breathing. I used my albuterol inhaler before the race, like I typically do any time I run … Continue reading I. Have. Asthma. Period.
Confessions of a [former] Fat Girl 